Folsom Prison Blues lyrics
I hear the train a comin' It's rollin' 'round the bend, And I ain't seen
the sunshine, Since, I don't know when, I'm stuck in Folsom
Prison, And time keeps draggin' on, But that train keeps a-rollin', On
down to San Antone.
When I was just a baby, My Mama told me,
"Son, Always be a good boy, Don't ever play with guns," But I shot a
man in Reno, Just to watch him die, When I hear that whistle
blowin', I hang my head and cry.
I bet there's rich folks
eatin', In a fancy dining car, They're probably drinkin' coffee, And
smokin' big cigars, But I know I had it comin', I know I can't be
free, But those people keep a-movin', And that's what tortures
me.
Well, if they freed me from this prison, If that railroad train
was mine, I bet I'd move out over a little, Farther down the line, Far
from Folsom Prison, That's where I want to stay, And I'd let that lonesome
whistle, Blow my Blues away.
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